XNSANE!

(A-A-Aye Melly, what the fuck is that)

(S-S-S-Seclxded, Seclxded)

Pain

But bitch I’ll never be the same

Fuck the fame

I aim

I let it go and I’m at range (yeah)

You a lame, on gang

I think he vanished, what a shame (boom)

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

(I swear to god that I’m insane)

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Don’t give a damn

I said let’s pour a four

(Pour a four)

Get a text I’m tripping

Clxde I’m at the door

(I’m at the door)

Shawty on some bullshit

I’m a matador (ah)

Like what the fuck you on

The fuck you tripping for (tripping for)

This shits about a bitch

I’m ‘bout clueless as ever

Let me check the phone

You acting like we isn’t together

She’s like u lying, I can tell

We haven’t fucked in forever

Full of lies and I can tell the bitch done known me (forever)

Thinking, damn, this bitch physcotic

Like stop it and drop it

Get the fuck up out the crib

You’re tripping, don’t care if you’re walking (ah ah)

That shorty so rotten, yeah so forgotten

Now go do your plotting (ah)

Bitch I’m seclxded, Don’t call me Austin

(Act like you forgot it) (brrrraa)

Drilling **** like a bomb but this ain’t Armageddon (boom)

Fade be sick with covid

Contagious like anyone can catch it

Brodies got a gun

He’s not a shooter, he’s the one to flex it

Four bands on a muzzle

Heard no love so I had to (suppress it) (what)

Pulling strings and cutting ties

This shit go down to the wire (what)

Fuck Freddy and Jason bitch

Seclxded Michaeled the Meyers (what)

I got these thoughts that break me down

I got no sudden desires (what)

I stuff my problems in this blunt

Please cause some more and I’m higher

Spinning and his bitch be arching like her back in Missouri

I never wanna cuddle bitch

I want toppy then ima scurry

Time is short

His money short but in the field

That Kyler Murray

Told u bitches nothings new

You out the game

Take off the jersey

Pain

But bitch I’ll never be the same

Fuck the fame

I aim

I let it go and I’m at range (yeah)

You a lame, on gang

I think he vanished, what a shame (boom)

Insane insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

(I swear to god that I’m insane)

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Said I’m different but I’m not

The plan is fucking and ducking

I’m pouring twenty-twos a day with a stick like

Andrew McCutchen

I don’t really talk about it

No money then switch the subject

Fuck drinking

I’d rather climb a tree

Look down and just say (fuck it)

Pain

But bitch I’ll never be the same

Fuck the fame

I aim

I let it go and I’m at range (yeah)

You a lame, on gang

I think he vanished, what a shame (boom)

Insane insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

(I swear to god that I’m insane)

Pain

But bitch I’ll never be the same

Fuck the fame

I aim

I let it go and I’m at range (yeah)

You a lame, on gang

I think he vanished, what a shame (boom)

Insane insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

(I swear to god that I’m insane)

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane

Insane, insane

I swear to god that I’m insane